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Jan 2020
The Legend Of The Death Train

    In the still of the night
You can hear the engine moan
Soon you know the bell will toll
Another soul will die alone

Like a tsunami
Leaving destruction in its wake
It is relentless as it rolls down the track
With the lives it will take

Like a story from the twilight zone
Or something evil from a witches spell
In your ear you hear the deathly screams
From the deepest depths of hell

As the clock strikes midnight
You hear the whistle blow
You look in the sky and see
The moon in an eerie glow

Then you hear a sound you’ve
Never heard and you can’t explain
A dark and deep devils growl
And a man screech in pain

You feel a strong breeze come over you
And it’s hotter than the Suns mid day heat
You look down and see a mans
Head roll from the hill to your feet

It’s a living nightmare that leaves
You with a heavy chilling fear
You will forever dread the night
And any train whistle you hear

For you know as sure as there’s
A heaven above evil will also reign
Because you witnessed first hand
The legend of the death train

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/24/2020
All rights reserved
In honor of a poem I posted Midnight train written in 2016
I thought I would try to write something new
But with a familiar haunt. Train whistles are lonely and eerie and so I hope I did it justice.
I just wrote this. It was after one am changed title
Chuck Kean
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Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
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